A Japan Holiday - Sex Stories

A Japan Holiday

... grasp. It was a moment before Dad realized that I was the one that had hold of him. I guess he'd assumed that it was Mum. That would have been a logical thought.

I felt his hand close over mine and drag it from him. He was half-sitting and staring in my direction, but it was too dark to read his expression. He groaned though because of his injuries. He wasn't able to sit up easily. The instant he released my hand I grabbed him again, quickly sliding my hand up and down until again he grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"Let me help you," I whispered as quietly as I could while still being heard.

"Josie, no," he hissed in reply, his hand firm on my wrist. As he dragged it off him, I relaxed, letting him think that I'd given up, but a moment later I moved so that I could reach him with either hand. I took hold of his dick and when he removed my right hand I took him in my left instead.

"Relax Dad, I've seen you the last couple of nights, I know you need the release. Let me help you." I twisted my fist around the head of his cock, sliding it around one way then back the other before sliding it down over the shaft again. The reason that actually stopped him being more forceful with me was his injuries. When he tried to move too much he would flinch in pain.

It was either that or the fact that my hand felt really fucking good on his cock. At least I assume it did because after a couple of attempts to stop me he lay back and I felt him relax. I knew he must be on the edge ...

... but once I had him laying back and suppressing moans, I didn't want it to end too quickly. Dad's cock felt so good in my hand! Once he'd accepted what I was doing, I cupped his balls with my left hand while working his shaft with my right.

"I can't cum Josie," Dad hissed in a whisper.

"Why?"

"The mess," he said. I could just imagine what his face would have looked like if I could have made it out properly. Probably contorted with pleasure but stressed as he tried not to explode.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it," I assured him. I don't know what went through his head, but I saw him jam his forearm across his mouth. I thought I was the only one that would have had to do that to keep from letting people know what was going on!

I could feel the tension in his balls and the stiffness of his cock.

"Josie," he hissed and I knew it was about as much warning as I was going to get. I quickly dropped my mouth to my Dad's cock and sucked the slippery head between my lips. I heard Dad gasp and then he blasted the back of my throat with cum, his cock pulsing in my hand, his balls pulled up tight in his scrotum. I swallowed eagerly and desperately until his cock stilled and gave no more. I wiped my mouth to make sure I hadn't missed any stray bits, savoring the taste of him.

"You taste fantastic Daddy!! Good Night", I whispered and went back to my mattress. I don't usually call him Daddy, but something about it seemed right in that instant. I deliberately turned away ...